Gypsy Hymn Johnny Flynn
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The [C]ferry man [Am]brought me with [C]mind open, [Am]dreaming,
we [F]cut the d[Em]epths with l[G]aught[C]er.
Stay[C]ed with my [Am]youth that God's [C]tooth cut when w[Am]eaning,
[F]now and [G]ever a[F]fter.
The [F]will of the void is to shape and name forms...
our [Am]dance was [C]never [Am]done, [C]then.
I r[F]emember you well from before you were born,
my [Am]chance was [C]never [Am]won, [C]then.
F (2 bars)
[F]I burned the sports pages,
as [F]I already knew the score.
Put [C]faith [F]in the [Am]fire[F],
for[C]eve[F]r and [Am]ever [F]more.
Your c[C]olours of a[Am]utumn,
you're [C]burnished with g[Am]old there,
and [F]standing [Em]in the [G]rive[C]r.
The c[C]ircle of tr[Am]ees and
the f[C]ull wish we [Am]told there,
[F]truthful [G]as a [F]prison.
I [F]looked at the mystery and all she evoked,
my [Am]patron s[C]aint stood n[Am]ear h[C]er.
But the [F]mystery walked and the mystery spoke,
my s[Am]aint said, "[C]never [Am]fear [C]her".
F (2 bars)
Now [F]Mab is my queen, oh,
and Mab is my chief.
[C]Mab [F]is my [Am]root [F]now,
my [C]strong [F]trunk and [Am]branch to the [F]leaf.
The [C]circle remains and s[Am]till from its past;
now [F]waiting, now s[G]inging, now [F]flying half-[G]mast.
She [C]is and she's whole, I'll [Am]know love again.
I'll [F]know my song [G]well, each [F]dying r[G]efrain.
Each [C]cadence and twist, well-ob[Am]served in its harmony.
[F]Silence come c[G]lean,
pull s[F]tillness for our [Am]lady.
[Am]Gypsy hymn[C] sing we slow,
and t[F]enderly [G]bear me on y[F]our west wind [G]blow... your
[Am]gypsy hymn[C] let me flow,
and [F]sing me a[G]gain bef[F]ore you got to g[Am]o.
[F]Sing me a[G]gain before[F] you got to go.[C]
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